Such sitting at the feet of nature and that Mystery beyond the traps of being--such sitting is a huge joy, a letting go, letting awarenesses drop in and out, each a blessing. What a marvelous poem where form and content merge.

'babbling brooks and whispering pines'- Oh yes, God is not certainly hidden, so he created these beautiful things! I appreciate that you took the time to read and write this beautiful comment, Parthsarathi...Good to see you always!! Thanks.